Monday, August 29, 2011

Twelve bucks for a two minute ride!? What fun the State Fair is this week. Actually I'm being sarcastic, cause its NOT fun on the pocketbook, or bank account. It's NOT fun...especially when it's jam packed with people who work and kids who have to go to school, like this weekend.

Oh well. $200 for a few thrill rides is OK once a year. I AM trying to cut corners as much as possible though. I painted the little girls faces so we didn't have to 1. wait in line, or 2. pay $15 each for something I could do myself. We have been taking our own water, and snacks too. We are at the fair mostly to work, so we get a $9 meal ticket each day and that is enough to sustain us until we get to McDonalds afterwards!

One good thing: We are staying in a hotel in Anchorage, and it has a pool. My kids will swim for three hour blocks of time...which they did the first day we were here. (Yay for free pools!)

The traffic though, OY! Luckily I just taught myself how to go through Wasilla, or on the Old Glenn and now it takes us just an hour to get back instead of the THREE HOURS it took us to get there yesterday. CRAZINESS. At least we got to see Bri and Sarah...she was her same feisty self, and Kaisa had a great time holding her hand and keeping up!

Hopefully after work today though, the roads won't be so packed (thanks for being MONDAY!) and we can get in and do what we need to do...

Which is skin sewing demonstrations. :) We are in the "Alaska Native Raven's People" building showing you all how EASY it is to make a pair of mittens, or an Eskimo yo-yo, or a pair of baby mukluks (today!). Come visit and I'll give you a little skin sewing kit to take home and practice with...then one day, you'll be making your kids parka's and hats and mittens and mukluks, like me!

OH YEAH... I have to say that all the people coming up to me saying, "HI MAIJA!!! ... HI Finnskimo! ... Hi!!! I wanted to come meet you in person! I read your blog..." has been quite fun! At first I was a little scared and nervous, but after like 15 people in the last couple days it's a blast now! So, SHOUT out to those of you who said HI! And especially to the lady from the Nome area who was really happy and said she salivates when I post about Ugruk and Caribou and Fish and that she enjoys reading about how she grew up too! (HI!)

Thursday, August 25, 2011

The fall time season in Northwest Alaska is our busiest season yet. I always laugh when people say things like, "I'm too busy," when asked to volunteer for simple tasks. Obviously they haven't met me, or read my facebook posts. Busy?! Psh. Whatev.

I leave the B-U-E for the big city tomorrow and will miss the best salmon fishing time yet. So, this week has been pretty much the same for me every day. Get up, Shower, Kids to school, Work, Bake at lunchtime, Get off work, Pull Net, Cut Fish, Clean Net, Clean Fish, Vac Seal Fish, Freeze Fish, Wash fish clothes, Go to bed.

I have a specific formula that I use for Subsistence. I want to eat Shiifish twice a week for 52 weeks, I want to eat Salmon twice a week for 52 weeks, I want to eat Caribou/Moose twice a week for 52 weeks, then I have to put away 104 vac sealed bags of each.

The Shiifish was done during April/May, and the Salmon is done now. (I don't like to eat Camo Fish, you know...the ones with the nasty stripes down the sides of spawned out fish...) And the caribou/moose is done next month.

So, don't tell me you're busy, cause my husband is out of town for the months of August and September so I am the mom, dad, baker, cleaner, cook, good cop, bad cop, employee, fisherman, fish cleaner, fish sealer, dog caretaker, etc. In addition to Zumba, Healthy Food Class, Church, and Garage Sales...of course!

At least I don't have to do laundry. Man, I'm gonna savor the 10 day BREAK in the big city!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

I feel like I've been super lazy lately. Seriously. On Facebook it shows you posts from 2010, and all mine are like, "Oh Berries, here I come..." "Berries, you are MINE!" And this year, I have YET to go and pick berries.

I think my subconscious is on strike thanks to my uncle who told my husband and I, "YOU'RE TOO WHITE to be at MY CAMP..." even though its all of our land. Maybe he forgot that his sister is my mother, which makes me AT LEAST half native. Maybe he didn't graduate and doesn't understand blood quantum fractions.

Maybe he's just stupid. And I don't want to see him so I don't go to camp.

Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe not.

At any rate, it's Berry Time here. Last year I put away 37 GALLONS of berries. Handpicked...from four inches above the ground, in the tundra.

This year. Nothing.

Oh well. My daughter and my mom can do it for me. Or wait, I wonder if you have to be NATIVE to pick berries here too....

Monday, August 22, 2011

My 8 year old knows that song. She sang it the entire time she had her sports physical done. It was awesome.

She doesn't know what the song is about, as far as she's concerned, it's about sports physicals.

Good news...both kids checked out A-OK to play all sports. Kaisa is ready to start Cross Country Running this week and Koy has already been doing it for a few weeks. We run actual "cross country" on tundra trails full of mud up here. The high school students have to buy spikes to use when they travel, because they don't know how to run on grass!

Kaisa is officially 59 inches tall. She's 8 years old. Has 20/30 vision! That's what I got from the physical. Worse than her though is her brother with 20/50 and 20/40 vision...WITH contacts on. Hopefully he can actually see when both his eyes are open though. He's 69 inches tall.

Both of them start school today. Finally. The summer just drags on up here so school is a much anticipated endeavor. Kaisa started the 3rd grade and Koy the 10th. Max and Maddie have been in school for a week in Palmer in 7th grade.

Maybe it's time to have another baby...cause I'm gonna be lonely in a few years! hahaha.

Friday, August 19, 2011

So my sister and I survived. We made it from Fort Hood, Texas to Anchorage, Alaska and it only took us six days! (I know, it could have been faster, but we wanted to hang out with people we knew on the way!)

Dallas, TX

Don't have many of these signs where we're from!

It was an absolute blast. A beautiful trip. A trip filled with new adventure, and I would do it again...if I had the time off and the gas money!

Denver with Lucy!

Before we left, I was WORRIED. I mean worried like no other. I probably even gave myself an ulcer. I kept Googling, "Safest way through Canada..." and I would always come up with these stories on TWO WOMEN FOUND DEAD off the side of the road...etc. I was freaked out.

Hitch Hikers in Montana.

Apparently I was worried over nothing. I seriously thought we were going to get beat up in Canada. But the Canadians were WAYYYYY nicer than the Americans! Everywhere we went.

Elsa and I "went out" in Montana...to Applebees. Call us wild!

Shoot, once, in a gas station at one am, in the middle of nowhere in Canada, a drug deal was going down behind me. I could hear them talking about the cost. I get a tap on the shoulder, and think to myself, "I'm going to get killed now. He's going to kill me and take my money. I hope Elsa is not sleeping..." And he says to me, "Excuse me Ma'am, do you happen to have five bucks I can borrow? I am short a little for my transaction..." I say, "Uhm, I have a credit card, that's all..." And he replies, "Oh, OK, sorry to bother you..." and goes about his DRUG DEAL...

I love Canada.

Protection!!!

And geez America...what's with all the hay bales?! I mean seriously. Hay, Hay, Hay, Hay, Hay, Hay.... Wheat. Hay, Hay, Hay, Hay, Hay....Cows. Hay, Hay, Hay, ...you get the idea. It would have been nice to see something other than hay. And cows.

We were lucky enough to need a hotel in Fort Nelson, BC...so we stopped at a Super 8 (hello pool SLIDE!) and while we were waiting for the elevator, it opened up. "MAIJA!!!" I hear...and it's a family from our town in Kotzebue, ALASKA, staying at the exact same hotel, at the exact same time, on the exact same day!!! Crazy. Small World, literally! So, Elsa and I just followed them the rest of the way. We even stopped at the "Sign Forest" and at a Hot Springs...where a bear walked 15 feet in front of us crossing the boardwalks. Nice.

Next time, we are staying here...

The only snafuu we hit on the trail was when I closed my eyes for a split second and hit the butt of an Elk at 5 am. We stopped after that and slept with the truckers at a rest stop. Other than that, it was a great trip. We pretty much stayed in motels/hotels along the way. Super 8 is pretty nice. I wasn't worried about the low "stars" on the ratings because seriously, we used to sleep on caribou skins on a plywood floor. Anything was better than the car seats we were in 10 hours a day. And all the hotels (EXCEPT THE HOWARD JOHNSON INN, DON'T EVER STAY THERE!!!) were really nice and clean. And VERY VERY VERY helpful.

We went from 118 degrees in Texas to 45 degrees in Kotzebue. Then since we have been home it's been about 70 degrees out, and beautiful.

Back to Fishing, and Berry Picking and Hunting Caribou. :) I sure missed AK.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Long road trip. We are in Great Falls, Montana, about to leave America for the last time. Going on to Canada today,then Alaska (which is technically not "America" just ask the shipping companies!).

We have had a blast on our trip so far. Visited old friends in Colorado and Wyoming. We've seen so many farms I'm officially done with farms. My favorite thing though is driving through little towns that remind me of Radiator Springs from Cars. Oh and seeing the cows. haha.

I can't post photos, but we have quite the collection on Facebook so if you want to see them, check there!

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*Warning...

You're happening upon an Eskimo Blog above the Arctic Circle. If you didn't already know, Eskimo's kill animals and then take care of them and then eat them. Chances are you'll see blood, guts, knives and guns on this blog. There are also pretty big chances you'll see cute little animals before and after they're killed. If you don't like that kind of stuff, go buy your meat from Costco or something. Cause this FinnSkimo LOVES meat. Especially the kind that's all natural and taken care of by me. :)There are lots of other stuff on here too. Sewing, Baking, Snow, and Midnight Sun if you care to stay. Thanks for visiting.

About Me

I'm the oldest of three Original Finnskimo's. Half Inupait Eskimo and half Finnish. My mom's People are dark skinned, dark eyed, and dark haired nomadic hunters who live in the tundra and subsist off the surrounding wildlife and greens. My dad's People are fair skinned, blond haired, blue eye'd skiers who moved around the world following my grandfather's jobs logging.
I meet in the middle. I grew up in a sod-ish house, one room, honey bucket and showered at the local Recreation Center on Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday. We rarely ate meat bought from the store. I learned to sew skins and cloth at an early age, and spent every summer at our fish camp.
My life isn't that exciting, to me...but to you, it might be! I live a hectic and fast paced life trying to keep up with my kids, husband, and friends.
My husband, an avid outdoorsman and pilot, our mixed family of kids and dogs and I live in Kotzebue, Alaska located 30 miles above the Arctic Circle where you have to fly in or out to see us. We love it here, but we LOVE to leave to "America" too!

Personal and Confidential Information

All information posted on this blog is personal and confidential. Unless of course you happen to stumble on it Googling "Eskimo Bingo" or "Sarah Palin" cause, come on, lets be honest, you did. This is a personal blog. If you're a member of PETA, congratulations, so am I. But my PETA stands for "People for the Eating of Tasty Animals." So, lets not get into a fight, cause lets face it, I have lots of guns and I'm an Eskimo. So pretty much that already makes me cooler than you, so just back off. The information about my children and my family is meant to enlighten you about our lives way up here in Kotzebue. Also...don't take anything too seriously, you could cause yourself to have a heart attack. It's so not worth throwing a hissy fit over the killing of a few animals to feed and clothe my family. And make good Blog banter. Lastly, any information taken from this blog without permission, will end up with me sicking my attack lab on you whose only job it is to protect this blog. Anyone who has a problem with mouse killers: Just stop right there, take a bubble bath or something. If you're REALLY mad, then talk to my mouse lawyer. I already have a case pending in mouse court, so we'll just add to the charges. ENJOY! Oh, one last thing: Eskimo's don't live in Igloo's.